Whether it's appearance, way of speaking, or temperament.
Old Mrs. Bai really looks a bit like Lan Xiaolan.
"Your Ren family is indeed a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. Both of your sons have been raised very well."
"Tingyi is mature and steady, and Tingxi is calm and measured. I think they are going to surpass their parents."
Old Mrs. Bai flipped through the book in her hand and adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses in front of her eyes.
Everyone understood what she meant except the confused father Ren.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became awkward.
"Come on, come on, stop having such stern faces."
"You're here to hold a birthday party for me today, not to attend my funeral. You all look so sad."
Ren Boxun's outspokenness made the atmosphere a lot more relaxed.
"Old man Lai Ren, you'd better come over here and sit down."
"I see you'll be busy tonight."
Old Lady Bai winked at Ren Boxun, but no one else understood what she said and could only look at each other.
In the same house, the same family, but everyone has their own worries.
The orange sky gradually darkened and was replaced by a quiet blue.
Everywhere you look, the mountains and fields are covered with a layer of dark gray gauze. The mountains in the distance are dark, and the branches in the distance are only vague shadows. The slender branches are densely intertwined, printed in the blue sky.
Ren Boxun began to pace back and forth in the restaurant anxiously, looking at his watch again and again in the stands, as if he was waiting for something.
The twilight has become blurred, and the sky filled with sunset glow has gradually become dull and lost its color.
"It's getting late, let's get to our seats as soon as possible."
Bai Qiaosong was enjoying a leisurely day today. In the past, he was the only one in the kitchen of this villa, but today the Ren family specially brought a lot of chefs and servants, and a large group of people had occupied his kitchen.
The servants quickly prepared the food and waited for the hosts to take their seats.
After all, today is Ren Boxun's birthday. No one dared to touch the chopsticks in front of them unless he came in and sat down.
"Grandpa, why did you come in? Everyone is waiting for you." Ren Tingxi asked.
"No hurry, no hurry. I have another guest who hasn't arrived yet. It won't be too late to start the banquet after they arrive."
"Oh, who is that guest?"
In his impression, his grandfather was a solitary person, and after he retired to the mountains, he cut off contact with people outside. His grandfather was very old, and many of his close friends were gone. Ren Tingxi really couldn't remember anyone his grandfather knew.
It was worth it for grandpa to wait for it at his birthday party.
"Qiao Song, go to the road leading up the mountain and see if anyone is heading up the mountain now."
"Okay, Grandpa. I'll go right away."
As soon as Bai Qiaosong pushed open the door to the villa, he bumped into Lan Tian and Lan Xiaolan, who were just opening the door...
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